Turn the Tables

You exploit the ones who would worship
Use devotion to make a dime
Sell the sacred to turn a profit
Make the holy into merchandise
When all the world tries to get in the building
They can't get in the door, 'cause it's
Overcrowded with goods and salesmen
In the holy house of the Lord

Jesus comes in, turning over tables
Flies into a righteous rage
Makes a whip and drives out the idols
He's jealous for his Father's name
When all the world tries to get in the building
He'll stand like an open door, 'cause in
Three days gonna raise a signal
This way to the house of the Lord

Turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables over

Do you want to make a cut on the story
Do you want to see your name in lights
Do you want a percentage of the glory
It's not something you commodify
Don't you know that your heart is a temple
He's knocking down your door, so
Let him in and he'll turn over tables
Make your heart a house for the Lord

Turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables, turn the tables over
Turn the tables, turn the tables, turn the tables over